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[Episode 93] – Three Questions and Answers (1)

For the first time since coming here, I felt like I had seen magic. I definitely came out to the terrace connected to my bedroom, but the original terrace disappeared everywhere and the night sea suddenly appeared.

When I look back, I am still in my bedroom, but in front of me is a night sea that I have never seen before. As I shook my head and looked back and forth between the sea and my room, Snow White looked at me as if asking what I was doing.

“What’s so amazing? “This isn’t the first time you’ve seen magic like this, right?”

…This is my first time seeing it.

The only magic I could use was basic magic, such as mirroring CCTV through Ainsel or turning magic power into candy. It’s hard to use in the first place, and I get tired when I use it, so I don’t use it much.

As I was looking at the night sea in a daze, I heard children’s laughter coming from a cabin in the distance. It was a sound that sounded more like children getting angry and fighting among themselves rather than laughter, but it was a peaceful voice.

Is that the hut of the dwarf ‘Brownie’? It was my first time seeing it in person, but it wasn’t much different from the illustration in the game, so I could easily recognize it. How many dwarves are in that hut now?

When I glanced at the cabin, Snow White glared at me as if she was disapproving. Snow White is tapping her fingers on the table and making a lot of uncomfortable noises.

Could it be that they are glaring at me out of fear of what I will do to those dwarves? I felt like I was arousing suspicion, so I quickly sat down facing Snow White and smiled as harmlessly as I could.

When I looked at Snow White with a gentle smile that seemed to say, ‘I won’t do what you think,’ Snow White sighed, narrowed her eyes, and tapped the table.

“Actually, I’ve been thinking a lot since I got back to the cabin yesterday.”

“…?”

“Wouldn’t it be best if I just didn’t get involved with you like this? do.”

“……”

“…I really thought so, but I thought I’d just avoid you because I don’t want to get involved with you like this.”

Does he hate talking to me like that? Snow White, who said that, was looking at me with a frown and an expression of disgust. I don’t know what to say so I just keep my lips quiet-

“After hearing your story from Titania, my thoughts changed a little.”

“Titania…? “What did you talk about…?”

When I asked, Snow White looked at me with a grin.

“well? “What did they talk about?”

Come to think of it, last night, in the ballroom lounge, Titania muttered something disapproving that I hadn’t said enough yet. Could it be that it was me who talked less about it back then?

“Well, it wasn’t a worthwhile story, but it was an interesting story. Your story told by Titania was truly fascinating. Actions and words that the Vivian I know would never do. “After hearing that story, this is what came to mind?”

For a moment, there was a short silence. Snow White sighed silently and looked up at me with her chin resting and her eyes rolling. He stared into my eyes with an expression of still uncertainty.

“Are you really the ‘Vivian’ I know?”

“……”

…I had to say no.

I am not the Vivian you know. To clear up the misunderstanding that Snow White had given me, I had to say, ‘I am not the Vivian you know.’ But will this story be the end?

If I say no, Snow White will say, ‘Oh, I see. You are not the Vivian I know? I was mistaken. Should I just say ‘I’m sorry until now’ and move on? No, no matter how much I thought about it, I didn’t think it would be the case.

Because Snow White truly loathed and hated Vivian.

From the first time Snow White met me, who was dressed as Princess Fiona, she tried not to even properly judge what kind of person I was. I was confident from the beginning and drove myself to ‘Vivian’.

And, it was the same during the hunting competition. When Snow White saw me, she couldn’t control the anger boiling in her heart and collapsed on herself. In my eyes, my feelings for Vivian seemed to paralyze reason.

In other words, the Snow White I’ve seen so far loathes, hates, and despises Vivian to the point where she can’t make a cool judgment just by looking at her. To the point where I feel like it’s a miracle that we’re having this conversation right now.

To Snow White, can this misunderstanding be put an end to with just one word, ‘I am not Vivian?’ Are those feelings in Snow White’s heart something that will end with just these words?

‘…Definitely not.’

Then what on earth should I do? Is there really a way to unravel this tangled thread of misunderstanding while also unraveling Snow White’s troubled heart? And, can I really help Snow White?

‘What on earth should I do…’

As I rubbed my forearms in frustration, my whole body felt sticky. Does the salt blowing in from the sea breeze stick to your skin and make it sticky? Or is it because of a situation where there is no solution in sight?

As I lowered my head with a bitter expression on my face, Snow White tapped the table with her finger, asking me to look at her. When I raised my head and looked, Snow White calmly continued speaking.

“…Well, before we talk, I have something to tell you first.”

“…What?”

“Honestly, there’s really only so much I can tell you. It’s not that I can’t talk about it, but there are some things I don’t want to talk about. Besides, I don’t have much time, so I’d like to talk briefly. therefore…”

Snow White was rummaging for something under the table, took out a skein of red thread, and looked at me. When I looked at it blankly, wondering what the hell this was, Snow White frowned, asking if she really didn’t know.

“…Why don’t you know this? It’s a witch’s pastime, a simple spell. “Three questions and answers.”

“Three questions and answers?”

“…Okay, three questions and answers. We tie each other with this thread, and literally ask and answer three times. You can’t lie, and you only get one chance to say no. In other words, you must answer the truth twice. “It’s simple, right?”

“What if I lie…?”

“I will cut off the area where the enchanted red thread is tied.”

“what?!”

They say it’s witches’ entertainment?! Is it because it’s witchcraft?! What kind of entertainment is so cruel?! When I was so startled that I jumped up from the chair, Snow White sneered and asked me if I could believe that and she wasn’t even a child.

“Do you believe that? “I’m not a child…”

“You, you…!”

“Anyway, when you lie, the red thread breaks to let the other person know that they lied. And if the red thread breaks, the three questions and answers end as is. “If you lie and the red thread breaks, I will immediately kick you out of here.”

“What if I get cut off because you lied?”

“Don’t worry, that won’t happen.”

So, the red thread meant a lie detector.

It’s a Q&A with three questions and one veto. To be honest, it was a pity that there were so few questions, but considering the merit of Snow White not being able to lie, it seemed like a pretty good entertainment.

Should I say that I feel reassured that at least Snow White doesn’t seem to be trying to deceive me in this conversation? I nodded and held out one hand to Snow White. Now that I think about it, where do I tie the red thread?

I tried sticking out my little finger just in case, but-

“What are you doing like a pervert?”

“uh?”

“Are you doing such a perverted thing because you don’t know? “Are you really holding out your little finger to me because you don’t know what it means to tie a red thread to each other’s little finger?”

“Well, of course I know that much. “I just…”

“Then why are you sticking out your little finger? Do you want to have a relationship with me? Does this mean you want to be connected to me by the red thread of fate? I’m really not sorry at all, but I’ll strongly refuse. So, fold it up now before I cut off this little finger.”

“It’s not like that… If you just tie a red thread, it’s standard to tie it around your little finger, right?”

“Where do you get such basics…! Haha… I really don’t understand.”

I had no choice but to quietly fold my little finger as Snow White harshly criticized me. I did it as a joke, but Snow White frowned strongly as if she was truly disgusted by my behavior.

‘I really hate you so much… I was just trying to lighten the mood…’

Instead of ventilation, it made the atmosphere sharper.

As I took a deep breath, the red thread tied around my wrist caught my eye. When I raised my head and looked at Snow White, a red thread was tied around her wrists, connecting them to each other.

Snow White seemed to be uncomfortable with the red thread tied around her wrist, and looked at her irritatedly, shaking her wrist. It’s not that it’s uncomfortable, but maybe it’s just that he absolutely hates being connected to me.

“Well, the first question is you.”

“Uh, huh? “From me…?”

“? You said you had something to tell me? So do it first.”

…If I were to come here and say that I hadn’t thought about what question to ask, would Snow White be angry? Or are you trying to kill me? Or maybe both. But isn’t that what conversation is about in the first place?

Who do you think will ask questions when talking? When you talk to each other, it is a true conversation that progresses slowly. Three questions and answers like this? I had never done anything like this before, so it was really difficult.

‘Even if I suddenly ask you something…’

What should I ask first? Why was Aurora made into Lyanan City? Or should we follow Ainsel’s reasoning and ask how he came from another world? Or, what really happened to Vivian that makes you hate her so much?

What on earth should I ask first…!

As I was groaning and thinking like that-

“3.”

“?! W-what are you doing now?!”

Snow White sighed, raised three fingers, folded them one by one, and started counting. It’s a witch, there’s a witch here. How can you do such a cruel thing as counting in front of someone who is worried?

“2.”

“Uh, uh…! therefore…! that is…!”

“One.”

“therefore…!”

In the end, a stupid question came out of my disorganized thoughts. No, I was organizing my thoughts in the first place, but if I started counting and prodding, it was clear that anyone would ask the wrong question.

So, this is absolutely not my fault.

“How old am I…?”

“……”

Today, for the first time…

I could see what kind of expression Titania would make if she was truly ‘disgusted’. Because Snow White and Titania’s faces were the same. It was clear that Titania would make that kind of expression when she showed disgust.

Is that why? As I looked at Titania’s face with a truly ‘disgusted’ expression, my heart ached and I felt like crying. As I was unable to do this or that, Snow White sighed and answered me.

“…If you don’t want to do it right, why don’t you go back?”

“Can’t I give you a chance to ask questions again…?”

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